"What do you mean, what's my mother's name?"
Elise lips curved in a bitter smile. "You don't know the name of your former wife?"
"Elise… Nevermind, come to study around evening, let's talk there. Cryolla, enjoy your lunch. I'll be leaving first."
Elise stormed down the hallway, her mind racing. The sharp click of her boots against the marble floor echoed in the otherwise silent house.
She couldn't shake the coldness of Rayn's words, or the way Cryolla had smirked through it all which somehow went unnoticed by her dear father.
All he saw was her tears.
Hic… Mom… He doesn't even remember your name.
Her room wasn't far. She had memorized the route after all Elise was a fast learner. She pushed the door open with more force than necessary, not bothering to close it behind her.
The last thing she wanted was to feel confined.
